" A cheeky pint and a snog," he laughed."You're good!" I blushed, shocked that he knew exactly what I was up to."I do this all day, every day," he tol... me. Quickly, he printed out a schedule, giving me about two hours in Sprawlish Warren."Have a good evening," he called after me as I ran up the stairs towards Platform Three.I had seconds to wait for the crowded train, and squeezed my way on amongst tired commuters going home after a long day.Oh bollocks, I thought. Having realised that. There was no way you could know and understand every clause in the contract and they could change it at will without consulting you. Anybody reading the two-page contract had no way of knowing what they were signing. Even if you did understand it, they wouldn’t give you access to all the publications until after basic training.The difference between their ‘contract’ and mine was they had a lot of illegal clauses in their books making it a written agreement and not a legally binding contract.. He stroked it calmly with his fist."Like, I thought I was going to be your number one bitch!" the bimbo called Anni pouted."Puh-lease, sweetie," HoneyCunt purred. She licked her plump lips. "Master X knows I'm his number one sex kitten. Master Fink told him."HoneyCunt glanced at Anni and her pussy became wet.She really was a hot slut with her dyed platinum hair. Anni's voluptuous body was barely covered by a see-through white spaghetti-strapped mini dress. Her skirt almost revealed her puffy,. ’ ‘That’s cool. Hopefully we’ll see you around, Trinity.’ ‘Thanks Hannah.’ Trin’s heart beat a bit quicker as she walked past. There were other displays of bondage items, but nothing like the friendly, sultry Hannah. Trin bought some silk scarves from an artist, priced a stockade. The flogger lay in her bag. Some art prints were layered on it, and a couple of pro-queer bumper stickers. The heat was bearing down on her and Woofer, and Trin sat under a tree, drinking yet another soda, and having.